Unfortunately, this morning I realized that speaking Spanish at 8 a.m. is not one of my strong suits. I haven't been practicing my Spanish since Barcelona (and they were speaking Catalan anyway) so it was rather rough as I couldn't remember the preterite tense to tell my professor what I did over break and even forgot where I live... I meant to say, "Between Madison and Milwaukee" but I gave up on finding the words and just said, "Milwaukee." So not only am I unable to speak Spanish, but I'm also a liar.
After Spanish, I had an hour break so I read the Daily and asked Onestop for more money, they declined. Then I went to my first Gender/Feminism studies class: Women Write The World. It's a class for basically analyzing feminist literature: short stories, plays, poems etc. I think it's going to be awesome but once again I managed to sound like an idiot...
The professor asked us "Why write? Why do you read? What do you read? Where do you read?"
I raised my hand for all the questions, but she called on me for "What do you read?" Someone had already said magazines, newspapers, memoir so I said, "I have a really hard time reading fiction."
She told me that I should learn to deal with that because we would be reading novels and short stories in class. I had to explain myself. I didn't actually mean fiction. I like fiction, most of my favorite novels are fiction. I meant that I have a problem with science fiction, fantasy, with things that aren't real. I can't read something unless it's rooted in real life, a real time or place.
And I can't read fiction that's just too fictional, like I know it would never happen in real life that way....and this is why I can't fathom why people enjoy Nicholas Sparks.
My professor also asked if any of us were "writers." A tremendous amount of hand-raising and self-promoting ensued. Technically, I am a writer. I wrote a Christmas story that got published in 6th grade. I wish I would have been able to raise my hand and say, "I write for the Minnesota Daily," but as of yet, I am unpublished so that would have been unnecessary bragging.
So on the Daily front, I was supposed to bring story ideas to work on Saturday, work on my story this week, then get it published on Thursday but since I am void of all good story ideas, I'm day-desking on Thursday.
From what I understand, I go to the office...wait for breaking news to happen then report on it. So if any breaking news happens on Thursday, I might be a real reporter by Monday.
In any case, expect a fairly excited blog-post and link as soon as I get my first story finished.
The rest of the week is promising. Tomorrow I have my first journalism class and creative writing and I'm looking forward to a haircut (if I don't spend all of my $11 dollars on bus fare before the weekend).
And at the risk of this post running far too long to keep anyone interested, I just have to talk about my TV shows. My roommate and I started watching Dexter and I think I'm just as in love with Michael C. Hall as I am with Jon Hamm from Mad Men. If you didn't catch the Globes on Sunday, Hall beat out Hamm for Best Actor in a Drama Series but Mad Men took the Best Drama Series category. So I do have good taste in television, though last night I did watch the Bachelor shamelessly. I can't help it! Everything he says is scripted to make women like me swoon, and I do.
So expect an update from me shortly about the reporting or weekend fun or cute new hair.
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